But hurting ourselves to inflict pain on others is just another cry to be loved.

Hurting ourselves to inflict pain on others is just another cry to be loved.

It is very important for us
to realize that love, to be true,
has to hurt. I must be willing to
give whatever it takes not to harm
other people and, in fact, to do
good to them. This requires that
I be willing to give until it hurts.
Otherwise there is no true love
in me and I bring injustice,
not peace, to those around me.

Love until it hurts.

If you love deeply, you're going to get hurt badly. But it's still worth it.

I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.

It hurts to love. It's like giving yourself to be flayed and knowing that at any moment the other person may just walk off with your skin.

I don’t think love has to hurt as much as it did in the past. I don’t think we have to allow love to hurt us as much as it has. We certainly don’t have to let it destroy us.

Of all the ways we have found to hurt ourselves, the worse has been through love. We are always suffering because of someone who doesn't love us, or someone who has left us, or someone who won't leave us. If we are alone, it is because no one wants us...

Les blessures du plus profond amour suffisent à faire une assez belle haine - La Condition Humaine

Sometimes my need to love hurts — myself, my family, my cause. Is there a cure? Of course. But I refuse. Refuse to stop loving, to stop caring. To avoid those tears, that pain...To err on the side of passion is human and right and the only way I'll live.

"Why d’you make me suffer?"
“Because I love you.”
Now it was his turn to get angry. “No, no, you don’t love me! People in love want happiness, not pain!”
“People in love want only love, even at the cost of pain.”
“Then you’re making people suffer on purpose.”
“Yes, to see if you love me.”
The Baron’s philosophy would not go any further. “Pain is a negative state of the soul.”
“Love is all.”
“Pain should always be fought against.”
“Love refuses nothing.”
“Some things I’ll never admit.”
“Oh yes, you do, now, for you love me and you suffer.

There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another... It is when we begin to hurt those whom we love that the guilt with which we are born becomes intolerable, and since all those whom we love intensely and continuously grow part of us, and since we hate ourselves in them, so we torture ourselves and them together.

We all hurt other people, especially those we love...civilized people were the ones who had learned to hurt according to rules.